know the answer to this one. I have thick calves and you're a freak of nature. I think that since we are so gorgeous, that is the universe's way of leveling out the playing field for all the other girls in the world. So they can have a fighting chance."
I started laughing again, without the tears this time. "Did I tell you how much I missed you?"
Chapter 5
"What's wrong Hannah Banana?" My dad paused from singing with the radio long enough to ask.
Before I could answer, mom chimed in. "We thought you would be excited that we are getting the house with the pool."
Their questions were reasonable, seeing as I haven't said a word to them since I woke up this morning. But I'm not ready to talk about the dream I had last night. Dad would want me to tell him the whole dream in detail and then he would go over every little part. Normally that would be just what I would want him to do, but this time I felt like this was private. Like Samantha trusted me with something and I needed to keep it to myself for a while. I will tell them later.
"I just don't understand why I have to go to the closing with you guys. It's gonna take forever and I could be finishing up packing my room."
"We're doing this as a family. Like I told you, before we know it you will be off to college. Your daddy and I just want to spend as much time, and do as many things, with you as we can. Besides, the movers are at the house as we speak packing whatever is left. Aunt Elena is there overseeing everything."
"I don't want strangers touching my stuff." How gross, grown men having to handle my panties.
"Well if you had all your things packed already, like I told you to, no one would be touching anything of yours except the boxes." I think she likes being right. I think she absolutely loves rubbing her rightness in my face. "But lucky for you I asked Elena to pack your dresser for you instead of the movers. So now you have nothing to drama about".
Dad spoke up. "Oh no! What ever will you do Hannah?"" He's such a bad actor.
"You're both dorks." I said while rolling my eyes, for dramatic effect, for their benefit. "There's no way I can be related to you two." Dad stuck out his tongue at me through the mirror and mom turned and winked at me. Exactly the results I was trying for. They get on my nerves and make me mad on a daily basis but as far as parents go, they're pretty much the best. And although I would never admit it I think they are kinda cool......for old people.
Getting closer to the lawyers office I could feel my stomach knotting up. I'm really gonna miss that house, it's where I've lived my whole life. I hope Samantha understands why I'm leaving. That's what I was telling her in my dream last night, that I'm just a teenager and I have to go where my parents go, that I have no choice. I could tell she sensed that subconsciously I was a little relieved we were leaving because I was hoping the shadow guy won’t be able to follow me to the new house. She already knows she can follow me wherever I go, she proved that the other night. Samantha kept crying that I have to help her or she will be stuck here forever. Then it was like I was pulled back in time. One minute Samantha was at the foot of my bed, then the next thing I knew I was standing outside in a pasture like setting. The moon was so bright I could see the reflections of its light dancing along the top of a pond at the bottom of the hill. I felt myself being drawn to it. As I started to walk, I could feel the soft, wet grass under my feet. I looked down not only to find myself shoeless, but also dressed in a long white nightgown thingy. (This is what she was wearing in my room the other day, not a dress). Like something out of Little House on the Prairie, this show my grandma used to watch reruns of. But it didn't faze me, at the time it felt right. So I continued walking slowly down the hill trying not to slip on the dewy carpet of grass. I started taking deep breaths to calm myself and
I started laughing again, without the tears this time. "Did I tell you how much I missed you?"
Chapter 5
"What's wrong Hannah Banana?" My dad paused from singing with the radio long enough to ask.
Before I could answer, mom chimed in. "We thought you would be excited that we are getting the house with the pool."
Their questions were reasonable, seeing as I haven't said a word to them since I woke up this morning. But I'm not ready to talk about the dream I had last night. Dad would want me to tell him the whole dream in detail and then he would go over every little part. Normally that would be just what I would want him to do, but this time I felt like this was private. Like Samantha trusted me with something and I needed to keep it to myself for a while. I will tell them later.
"I just don't understand why I have to go to the closing with you guys. It's gonna take forever and I could be finishing up packing my room."
"We're doing this as a family. Like I told you, before we know it you will be off to college. Your daddy and I just want to spend as much time, and do as many things, with you as we can. Besides, the movers are at the house as we speak packing whatever is left. Aunt Elena is there overseeing everything."
"I don't want strangers touching my stuff." How gross, grown men having to handle my panties.
"Well if you had all your things packed already, like I told you to, no one would be touching anything of yours except the boxes." I think she likes being right. I think she absolutely loves rubbing her rightness in my face. "But lucky for you I asked Elena to pack your dresser for you instead of the movers. So now you have nothing to drama about".
Dad spoke up. "Oh no! What ever will you do Hannah?"" He's such a bad actor.
"You're both dorks." I said while rolling my eyes, for dramatic effect, for their benefit. "There's no way I can be related to you two." Dad stuck out his tongue at me through the mirror and mom turned and winked at me. Exactly the results I was trying for. They get on my nerves and make me mad on a daily basis but as far as parents go, they're pretty much the best. And although I would never admit it I think they are kinda cool......for old people.
Getting closer to the lawyers office I could feel my stomach knotting up. I'm really gonna miss that house, it's where I've lived my whole life. I hope Samantha understands why I'm leaving. That's what I was telling her in my dream last night, that I'm just a teenager and I have to go where my parents go, that I have no choice. I could tell she sensed that subconsciously I was a little relieved we were leaving because I was hoping the shadow guy won’t be able to follow me to the new house. She already knows she can follow me wherever I go, she proved that the other night. Samantha kept crying that I have to help her or she will be stuck here forever. Then it was like I was pulled back in time. One minute Samantha was at the foot of my bed, then the next thing I knew I was standing outside in a pasture like setting. The moon was so bright I could see the reflections of its light dancing along the top of a pond at the bottom of the hill. I felt myself being drawn to it. As I started to walk, I could feel the soft, wet grass under my feet. I looked down not only to find myself shoeless, but also dressed in a long white nightgown thingy. (This is what she was wearing in my room the other day, not a dress). Like something out of Little House on the Prairie, this show my grandma used to watch reruns of. But it didn't faze me, at the time it felt right. So I continued walking slowly down the hill trying not to slip on the dewy carpet of grass. I started taking deep breaths to calm myself and
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